A Broken Bone

I always thought the Amish were peaceful people, but apparently not because my Amish rocker, my beloved Amish rocker, turned over with me in the living room and body slammed me to the floor. My arm was broken.

I guess I can’t really blame the Amish, It was me that leaned over too far in the chair not realizing that it was slightly top-heavy and if you leaned too far and it slipped out from under you.

I was lying on the floor in so much pain I couldn’t move. Honey called 911. Pretty soon I had a front yard full of fire trucks and flashing lights and paramedics. I had about six first responders carrying me out to a stretcher. They took me to the closest trauma center, a hospital I don’t really like, but. I wasn’t in a position to argue about it.

When I got to the ER the doctor came and checked to see where I was broken. They took me to have a CT scan and made an x-ray. I asked if I could have something for pain. Instead of a shot, the nurse gave me two Tylenol.

She put my arm in a sling and told me to leave. She had to be kidding. There was no way. I can’t even walk when I’m not groggy and don’t have a broken arm. So, she asked me if I wanted a wheelchair and I agreed, hurting very badly by then.

Honey went to get the car and she wheeled me out into the cold. I don’t know why she didn’t wait inside. She asked where we parked and I said, “I don’t know where we’re parked — I came in an ambulance.”

When he came with the car, I couldn’t get in because my arm was broken. His car is really high, like a truck. Finally, I pulled myself up with my good arm and Honey lifted my other side by my bottom. When we got home, I told him to park close to the door because I couldn’t walk and my wheelchair was stored in the attic. It was too far to the door, but I thought, “Well, I’ll try.”

I was trying to walk holding onto Honey for support. I got about halfway there and I couldn’t make it any further. So, Honey had to drag a chair from the patio so I could sit down. After I rested for a while, I was able to make it to the door.

It was my right arm that was broken and, of course, I’m right handed. I’ve been pretty helpless since I got home, and I haven’t been able to do anything. Honey has been taking care of me because there is nobody else.

The first day I was home I felt faint every time I tried to set up. I knew broken bones are painful, but didn’t realize it made you sick. I had to stay in bed all of the time and my arm had to stay in the sling. It was really hard to sleep at night.

I’ve been staying in bed most of the time, but for the last few days I have been trying to get up and watch TV a little bit. I have to use a wheelchair because you can’t use a walker when you only have one hand. I’m going to try and figure something out.

If you wondered why my blog hasn’t been updated lately, this is it. Also, typing with only your left hand is pretty challenging.

Sheila Moss 2023

[Part 2 to follow later if my wheelchair doesn’t have a flat tire.]

About Sheila Moss

My stories are about daily life and the funny things that happen to all of us. My columns have been published in numerous newspapers, magazines, anthologies, and websites.
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21 Responses to A Broken Bone

  1. CJ says:

    Nooo! I’m so sorry this happened to you!

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  2. Lois says:

    Oh Sheila, I am sorry to hear about your arm!!! I have never broken a bone, but I can appreciate your pain. What was wrong with that nurse? No wonder you don’t like that hospital. Of course now you have more reason to not like it. I just bought a powered wheelchair that uses a joy-stick. It would be great for you to use, but I need it when outside the house. Please take it easy. Of course you don’t have much choice. Don’t get a flat tire. We can all wait for you to heal.


    • Sheila Moss says:

      I have had numerous other injuries, including a broken hip and both knees replaced. Fortunately, I do not have anything wrong other than bone and joint problems. I am trying to avoid a wheelchair long-term but do have to use one for now.


  3. One week following rotator cuff tear repair and you have my total sympathies. My left handed typing rate has increased from -5wpm to -4.5wpm over the last few days. Virtual hugs and thanks for the joy you bring to your followers,


  4. So sorry this happened to you. At least both sides of your brain are working just fine!


  5. I’m so sorry and it really sucks when it’s your dominant side. Prayers you heal quickly.


  6. Marlapaige says:

    I truly hope the pain subsides and you feel better soon!


  7. I’ve been there too. It’s no picnic. Especially when you have to go to the…well you know by now.


  8. Sorry about the pain. They definitely don’t like to keep you long in the ER anymore. I get it, no one wants to stay in the hospital, but if I’m going to be in pain, I would much rather be where a doctor can help me versus suffering in silence at home. I guess that’s not how the insurance companies see it though! Feel better soon.


  9. Ouch! That’s one hell of a break. At least now you have a funny story to tell.


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